Lingsu's second crossing

Cheng Lingsu huddled in Yaowangzhuang for three months, and finally someone came to her door, and it was the junior brother of the person who made her struggle for a long time and still didn't know whether to save or not.

Standing in front of this quaint and weird Zhuangzi, Zhang Songxi knocked on the gate politely, while pondering the news from the nearby residents. It is said that this manor has a history of many years in Hangzhou, and only a couple of ancestors live in it. Sun, later the old man died, leaving only one granddaughter living alone.

What they are most admired by the residents is none other than the good medical skills passed down from generation to generation by their grandfather and grandson. The girl who lives alone is only 19 years old. However, she never refused. As for the consultation fee, she was always free, but I don't know if this casualness is really ignorant of the world, or because of her kind and tolerant nature.

"Who is it? Isn't it already dark? Aunt Yang and her grandson have a stomachache, right? Tell her not to let her grandson eat something... who are you?" Cheng Lingsu muttered as he came out When she opened the door, she was stunned for a moment when she saw a man she didn't know outside the door.

"My Wudang sect, Zhang Songxi, has met a girl." Zhang Songxi saw a woman suddenly appearing in front of him. She had a delicate appearance, and her eyes were bright and lively. He didn't feel a little flashy, but it was his years of experience in the world that made him calm down quickly. Mind, reported his identity to the other party.

"Huh? It's already late, please leave if there is nothing else to trouble you, thank you!" Cheng Lingsu's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost when he heard these words, he took a deep breath, and then chased away the guests without thinking.

"Girl! I really have something to ask for, I'm not some unruly person, please be considerate." Seeing that he really wanted to close the door to thank the guests, Zhang Songxi hurried forward, blocked the door, and said sincerely.

"You don't look like you have any internal or external injuries. I don't know anything except healing. Besides, we are not relatives, so why should I help you? Hurry up!" Cheng Lingsu frowned, anxiously said.

"I really want to ask the girl for treatment, but the person I want to treat is not me, but my brother and nephew. Both of them are suffering from incurable diseases, so I want to ask the girl to go to Wudang Mountain to treat them." Seeing Cheng Lingsu's defensive face, Zhang Songxi could only lower his body as much as possible and beg for each other.

"You say you belong to the Wudang faction? How do you prove it? Although I am far away in Hangzhou, I am not completely ignorant of what happened to the Wudang faction. If you lie to me about other people's affairs, what good will it do you? I don’t have anything in my house except medicinal herbs, so it’s not worth much even if we move them all.” Cheng Lingsu looked at Zhang Songxi suspiciously, and questioned whether his identity was false.

"Zhang is indeed a disciple of the Wudang School, and his mentor is the head of the current Wudang School. Zhang is ranked fourth among the brothers. People in the Jianghu are called Zhang Sixia. This is the token that Zhang uses when walking in the Jianghu on weekdays. May I ask the girl to identify it with your own eyes." Seeing Cheng Lingsu asking about his identity, Zhang Songxi knew that it was hopeful to ask for help, so he quickly presented the token that could represent his identity.

Cheng Lingsu carefully took the long and flat wooden sign, with Taiji patterns painted on one side, and Zhang Songxi's name, status and appearance in the sect clearly written on the other side, she looked at those words annoyed, but couldn't imagine Is the real Zhang Songxi exactly the same as the person in front of me?

"I don't understand it again... Forget it, just say yes." Cheng Lingsu became more and more angry as he thought about it, and impatiently threw the token back to Zhang Songxi, then turned and walked in.

After Zhang Songxi took the token neatly and hung it back on his waist, he followed Cheng Lingsu into the door. As soon as he entered the yard, he was greeted with a strong aroma of medicinal herbs. There are some dried herbs, and even in the wing room behind the bamboo frame, there are layers of herbs seen from the window.

"Girl..." Zhang Songxi walked into the room only to realize that he hadn't asked her name yet, this girl was also strange, she was very wary of him at first, but now she let him walk in as if she was not afraid of anything.

"Eat! If you keep arguing, you don't need to say anything." Cheng Lingsu hadn't had a meal with anyone for many years, and now he was hungry again. Because he didn't know whether it was anger or embarrassment in his heart, the tone he blurted out naturally didn't change. how nice.

"Huh?" Zhang Songxi saw that there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, clearly for him.

Zhang Songxi looked at the table again. Cheng Lingsu's meal was very simple. A plate of fried bean sprouts, a plate of boiled pork, and a pot of vegetable tofu soup seemed to be enough for her. So he refused, so he sat down to have a meal with Cheng Lingsu.

Cheng Lingsu bit the bean sprouts depressedly. If she had known she couldn't hide, she might as well have taken the initiative to carry her luggage to Wudang Mountain. Anyway, it would have to be resolved sooner or later. Why did she think about it for so long?Even decades after Zhu Yuanzhang's uprising, she may not still be in this world at that time, so what was she struggling with before that?

Zhang Songxi didn't know that the little girl in front of her was conflicted in her heart, but after settling her mind, she rarely commented on the sweetness of bean sprouts, the refreshing taste of pork, and the tenderness of tofu. By the way, she thought that it must be very hard for a girl to live here alone. Bar?

Although the two of them ate in a leisurely manner, there was still a moment when they finished eating. After the two put down the bowls and chopsticks one after the other, Zhang Songxi watched someone put away the leftovers on the table with a straight face. It's hard to come forward to help and dare not interrupt, so I can only sit there obediently and wait for the master to finish.

"Drink tea!" Cheng Lingsu washed the dishes, made another pot of tea, and reluctantly put it in front of Zhang Songxi.

"Zhang doesn't know the girl's name yet." After Zhang Songxi nodded his thanks, he looked at Cheng Lingsu with a little embarrassment.

"Cheng Lingsu." Cheng Lingsu was thinking in his heart that he shouldn't have to go up the mountain himself, right?Wouldn't it be enough to make black jade intermittent ointment?As for that Zhang Wuji, she has no ability to save and doesn't want to save him, it's better to let him continue to play the role of the protagonist, hey!Why didn't I think of it before?How stupid!

"Miss Cheng... Regarding the matter I just mentioned to you, can you think about it? The third senior brother has been paralyzed for many years, and our senior brothers are always worried about it. Cold poison, every time I see him suffering from cold syndrome, I feel deeply sad." Zhang Songxi couldn't wait for Cheng Lingsu to speak, so he had to try to persuade him again.

"Do you think it's useful to tell someone who has lived alone for a long time? I never understand the brotherhood and brotherhood, let alone...that useless burden, you masters and apprentices are so happy to carry it , I really don’t know what you guys think.” Cheng Lingsu sneered, she really didn’t know any brothers and sisters, in the first life, she was an orphan, and all she knew was how to grab food from the pack of wolves, tigers and leopards, in the second life In her lifetime, although she was raised by her master, her life was not very easy when she met those senior brothers and sisters who drove her to death, so... I'm sorry, she can't empathize with her.

"This..." Zhang Songxi, who has always been clever and witty, was obviously blocked and had nothing to say, but when she thought of her describing Zhang Wuji as a useless burden, he retorted with some dissatisfaction: "Wuji is the son of Fifth Junior Brother, so naturally He is also a member of our Wudang Sect, the disciple of our benefactor, and the nephew of our senior brothers and others, what kind of useless baggage is there?"

"It's true to say so, but a pair of selfish parents will definitely raise a selfish child. I seem to have heard someone say that your nephew was already ten years old when he returned to Wudang Mountain? After passing the best age for character education, his parents selfishly left their son to you, and left you troubles, and they wiped it on their own necks. Treating you like this, and you are busy with your own affairs on weekdays, how much effort can you put into teaching him well? Is it only because of Zhang Zhenren's doting?" Cheng Lingsu's doubts are not without support, remember that in the original book, Zhang Wuji is just For the love between himself and Zhao Min, throw a lot of troubles to people like Mingjiao and Wudang faction?How is that behavior different from that of Zhang Cuishan and his wife back then?

"Wuji will never be that kind of child, Miss Cheng must not make rash judgments." Zhang Songxi was extremely dissatisfied with Cheng Lingsu's comments, but in order to ask her to heal Yu Daiyan and Zhang Wuji, he could only suppress his anger a little. retorted sternly.

"Whether it is true or not is not up to me, but let me put it first, I only save Yu Sanxia alone. As for your good nephew... forgive me I can't do anything." Cheng Lingsu is not afraid of what Zhang Songxi will do to her, after all, the Wudang faction has always been chivalrous Zhang Songxi will not do anything to ruin his reputation.

"Miss Cheng really can't save Wuji?!" Zhang Songxi couldn't help feeling puzzled that Cheng Lingsu had such a big prejudice against his nephew, but he couldn't think of any intractable enmity between the two.

Of course, Zhang Songxi didn't know that Cheng Lingsu and Zhang Wuji had no grudges in the past, and they had no grudges in recent days. It was purely because Cheng Lingsu, who was familiar with the plot, was full of disdain for the grown-up Zhang Wuji from the bottom of his heart.

"I've never lied. If I can't be saved, I can't be saved. I won't ask for trouble and take responsibility." Cheng Lingsu said seriously, and at the same time made up a sentence in his mind: The God of Time Traveling didn't save Zhang Wuji. Fingers, it can be seen that the Great God also doesn't like him.

"Okay, then... When is it convenient for Ms. Cheng to leave, she will go back to Wudang Mountain with Zhang to treat the third brother." Zhang Songxi didn't expect Cheng Lingsu to be so persistent, and he couldn't force him to treat him, so he took the initiative to take a step back and asked Cheng Lingsu when he could follow him Back to Wudang Mountain.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lingsu shook his head vigorously, pouted his mouth, and said, "I'll make the medicine for you in a few days. I don't want to go to Wudang Mountain. It's hundreds of miles away, and I'm leaving my hometown again." Yes, why should I go? I don’t want to go!”

"But if you don't go, how will you know the most appropriate way to treat the third senior brother's injury?" Zhang Songxi was dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw someone treat a disease without asking a doctor. What kind of medical skill is this? !

Cheng Lingsu just rolled his eyes speechlessly, with an expression of explaining so much to you, then raised his finger and pointed outside the door: "I want to rest, the guest room is outside the door, turn right, thank you!"

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